For example, if the weather is fine I can't say how grateful I am when the lady next door comes over, ferrets out me old equipment and helps me give it a once-over in the shrubbery...

Goodness me, that seems anything but simple to achieve with advancing years; precisely the opposite, I would have feared. However, having settled on thirty-nine and holding, that late stage will never arrive in my lifetime...

Goodness me, that seems anything but simple to achieve with advancing years; precisely the opposite, I would have feared. However, having settled on thirty-nine and holding, that late stage will never arrive in my lifetime...

Rob C

Uh, Rob, no one believes the 39. Instead, I recommend that you do as I do -- give your age in Celsius!

My ex father-in-law used to worry that he didn't understand computers and that life was passing him by. I'd laugh because he'd been listening to radio his entire life, not understanding how it worked, and that never bothered him.

I recall the father of a childhood friend explaining to me his understanding of how an automobile works: "You pour water in the front and gasoline in the back and they mix in the middle and make the car go."I'm sorry he didn't have an explanation for shoe polish.

I recall the father of a childhood friend explaining to me his understanding of how an automobile works: "You pour water in the front and gasoline in the back and they mix in the middle and make the car go."I'm sorry he didn't have an explanation for shoe polish.

Eric, I have a funny feeling your friend's father must have known my mother. She never said much about shoes, though.

Which has got to be better than thirty-nine, regardless of whose currency you describe it with!

Rob C

EDIT: you see the level of good advice that you can pick up on LuLa; and people said it was just a boring old landscape snapper's last resting place, the waiting room in the crumbling (unpainted) adobe shack, before the final storm on that final ridge behind the spectacular, religious and tarantula-shading saguaro!

Hold your stallions, Eric; I'm talking about the first set of numerals, the second childhood is still safely somewhere over the rainbow (hidden code for proving first-generation credentials) and not expected for a while yet. Male menopause was fun, though: had it happened later I would probaby now be gazing in amazement at an M9 which just happened to be sitting on the desk. All I managed to do in celebration was switch countries. Much neglected target group, the male menopausers...